Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Talking to God

In the absolute quiet that surrounds me
my grief crippling me
Speaking to God in urgent whispers
and panicked breathing

Pleading for a sign
For a moment
when it wouldn't hurt

and then you called.

The realisation that when talking to God
he listened.

1 comment:

Azra said...

Amazing how some friends just know when you need them. Yes, God at work.